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Poster: rastamon Date: Jun 1, 2009 5:02pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: favorite Cream

Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.

The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The storys told the dark has won.
Once we set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.

I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, my friend, loves end has come.
It couldnt last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.

Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.

On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street its cold inside.
Theres no retreat from time thats died.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love.

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Poster: cream-puff-war Date: Jun 2, 2009 12:26am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

The lyrics may be dated but the music of "Those Were The Days" rocks! Listen to it on youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6NSB-wKYL4w

When the city of Atlantis stood serene above the sea,
Long time before our time when the world was free,
Those were the days.

Golden cymbals flying on ocarina sounds,
Before wild medusas serpents gave birth to hell
Disguised as heaven.

Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere
Where are they now?
They're gone.
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.

Tie your painted shoes and dance, blue daylight in your hair,
Overhead a noiseless eagle fans a flame.
Wonder everywhere.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.
Those were their ways, miracles everywhere
Where are they now?
They're gone.
Those were their ways, yes they were, those were their ways.
Those were the days, yes they were, those were the days.

(Ginger Baker, Mick Taylor, Peter Edward)



This post was modified by cream-puff-war on 2009-06-02 07:26:55

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Poster: jglynn1.2 Date: Jun 2, 2009 9:51am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Ice Cream

Apologies all around - I could not contain myself . . .


Hi there, everybody. We're the Modern Lovers.
We're gonna sing about the ice cream man for you.

Well now, ice cream man, upon my street
I heard your truck outside, it's really neat.
Ice cream man, upon my block
Your little chimes, they reel and they rock.
Ice cream man, ring your bell.
Play the music I've learned to love so well.
Ice cream man, ring your chimes
In the afternoon so fine.
Ice cream man, upon my street
I heard your truck today, it was a-neat, a-neat, a-neat.
Ice cream man, upon my block now,
Your chimes, they reel and rock.
Now, ice cream man, upon my street
Your little truck, you know, is a-neat, neat.
And ice cream man, upon my block,
I heard your chimes, I know they reel and they rock.

Ice cream man, on my street,
Your little truck, you know, is a-neat, a-neat, a-neat.
Ice cream man, upon my block,
Your chimes, your chimes, they reel and rock.
Ice cream man, upon my street,
You heard your truck today, it's neat, neat.
Ice cream man, ring your chimes
In the afternoon so fine.

One more time...

Ice cream man, ring your bell,
Play the music I've learned to love.
Ice cream man, ring your chime
In the afternoon so fine.

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Poster: William Tell Date: Jun 1, 2009 5:10pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, youre all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.

I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.

Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
Youre the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.

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Poster: cream-puff-war Date: Jun 1, 2009 6:39pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Goner build myself a castle
High up in the clouds.
There'll be skies outside my window,
Lose these streets and crowds. Dance the night away.

Will find myself an ocean,
Sail into the blue.
Live with golden swordfish,
Forget the time of you.

Dance the night away.

Dance myself to nothing,
Vanish from this place.
Gonna turn myself to shadow
So I can't see your face.

Dance the night away.

This post was modified by cream-puff-war on 2009-06-02 01:39:19

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Poster: staggerleib Date: Jun 2, 2009 6:29am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream


Twice upon a time in the valley of the tears
An auctioneer is bidding for a box of fading years
And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice.
Anyone for tennis, wouldnt that be nice?

And the ice creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beer
While the beggars stain the pavements with flourescent christmas cheer
And the bentley-driving guru is putting up his price.
Anyone for tennis, wouldnt that be nice?

And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hope
With jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopes
And you can tell theyre all the same underneath the pretty lies.
Anyone for tennis, wouldnt that be nice?

The yellow buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zoo
You can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water too
And fate is setting up the chessboard while death rolls out the dice.
Anyone for tennis, wouldnt that be nice?

Not the best song they ever did, but I love it anyway.

Clapton and Sharpe

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Poster: cream-puff-war Date: Jun 1, 2009 6:38pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night.
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.
Running to me a-cryin' when he throws you out.
Running to me a-cryin', on your own again.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses,
But the picture has a mustache.
You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face,
Coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.
You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face.
You're coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing.
So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland.
Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good.
You've got that pure feel, such good responses.
You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.

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Poster: rastamon Date: Jun 1, 2009 6:40pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

but the rainbow has a beard....i dunno, seems timeless to me. I sure like Cream, 2 teaspoons

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Poster: user unknown Date: Jun 1, 2009 5:13pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girls brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter

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Poster: JC Edwards Date: Jun 2, 2009 3:29am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

By far their most incredible song. Puts "White Room" to shame (A song that, sadly, I've grown rather tired of).

TOBU is a visionary mini-epic and although written by Clapton, I'm very pleased that Jack was given the vocal on this........he just has that "voice".

Discovered many year's ago now that it's also one that can lead to some extraordinary jams.

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Poster: rastamon Date: Jun 1, 2009 5:22pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

wow, both GRATE! who wrote them there Cream Lyric's?

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Poster: William Tell Date: Jun 1, 2009 7:24pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Jack wrote most of them...unlike JOTS (he doesn't like Jack), I find them timeless too...certainly not the depth and range of Hunter, overall, but I think he was great at image construction/allusion, and the music was some of the all time best.

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Poster: user unknown Date: Jun 1, 2009 7:41pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

"wow, both GRATE! who wrote them there Cream Lyric's?"

"Jack wrote most of them"

I Feel Free and Deserted Cities Of The Heart were indeed penned by Jack Bruce and Peter Brown.

Tales Of The Brave Ulysses was written by Eric Clapton and Martin Sharp

This post was modified by user unknown on 2009-06-02 02:41:23

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Poster: William Tell Date: Jun 1, 2009 7:44pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

cool--didn't know that about Tales...certainly the same style was achieved, don't you think?

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Poster: user unknown Date: Jun 1, 2009 8:19pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Yea, Cream did have a style all thier own.

I just "discovered" the lyrics were written by the artist who designed the Disraeli Gears and Wheels Of Fire album covers. He met Clapton in a London club, not really knowing who he was. The poem was mentioned in conversation and Clapton asked for a copy to use with an already written piece of music. My guess is that chances are good Jack, and Ginger were involved in composing the instrumenat piece.

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Poster: Tidewater four ten O nine Date: Jun 1, 2009 9:57pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

don't overlook the input of Pete Brown:

Battered Ornaments & Piblokto

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Poster: William Tell Date: Jun 2, 2009 7:02am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

It's true...I always do...you know, since "we" "know" Hunter, we would never do that, but somehow with a case like this, I just naively think "it's all Bruce" and even assume songs like Tales were his because of his importance to the band, in my mind...

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Jun 2, 2009 8:38am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

How can one overlook the lyrical prowess of EC?

How many times must I tell you babe,
How many bridges Ive got to cross?
How many times must I explain myself
Before I can talk to the boss,
fore I can talk to the boss?

How many times must I say I love you
Before you finally understand?
Wont you be my forever woman?
Ill try to be your forever man,
Try to be your forever man.

Second verse

Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Try to be your forever man.

Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Try to be your forever man.

Enjoy Clapton/Winwood - I think you will be very pleasantly surprised about how it is NOT a nostalgia act.

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Poster: William Tell Date: Jun 2, 2009 10:02am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Hmmm...not sure where you stand with this, but these lyrics give me a big fat stomach ache:

Its late in the evening
Shes wondering what clothes to wear
She puts on her make up
And brushes her long blonde hair
And then she asks me
Do I look alright
And I say yes, you look wonderful tonight

We go a party
And everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady
Thats walking around with me
And then she asks me
Do you feel alright
And I say yes, I feel wonderful tonight

I feel wonderful
Because I see the love light in your eyes
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just dont realize
How much I love you

Its time to go home now
And Ive got an aching head
So I give her the car keys
She helps me to bed
And then I tell her
As I turn out the light
I say my darling, you were wonderful tonight
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Jun 2, 2009 10:33am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Yep. Me too. Thankfully, they'll be focusing on Blind Faith/Traffic/Dereks' material when you see them - with a few surprises mixed in.

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Jun 1, 2009 6:38pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

I don't know but they sound real dated to me unlike Hunters timeless lyrics

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Poster: Tidewater four ten O nine Date: Jun 1, 2009 6:16pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: favorite Cream

Think:-

"Battered Ornaments"